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(Probably from living in Arizona almost my entire life.)
Today is one of those "zippity do da" days. I'm at the park with Emery, and it's 8:01am... I have never been a morning person, but playing at the park this early is
W O N D E R F U L!
Nothing but birds, blue sky, cool breeze, and Emery. I'm really happy.
I'm exceptionally happy, actually.
My life is busier than it's ever been- and I'm still really happy!
The boys are back in school but they start SIX hours earlier than ever before, and come home earlier than ever before, and at separate times, and arrive home in the heat of the day, and I have had to switch Emery's nap time to accommodate, and I no longer have any alone time to clean like I used to, or sit and read...
and yet, I am STILL really happy...
Why am I so happy?
Because today is a cloudy day.
Because right here right now, life is good.
And because I can feel the winds of change...
